The Power of the Golden Lotus Goes Beyond This! Self-Study!

Chapter 0013: The Power of the Golden Lotus Goes Beyond This! Self-Study!

"Speaking of strength training... right, the Luan Pifeng Hammer Technique." This tree trunk weighed at least a hundred catties; weight-bearing training brought immense load, and it wasn't easy to control. I just need to practice in this direction, right? However, thinking about asking Tang Hao to teach him such a unique secret technique, Wang Feng thought about it and decided against it. And only after possessing a spirit ring would the other abilities of the Golden Lotus be unlocked. Meanwhile, Tang Hao stood to the side, watching, seemingly offering guidance. Watching Wang Feng leave, a small bird stood on a tree branch, blinking its eyes, not looking away for a long time. However, Wang Feng did not know. If he had been in the shadows when he lost to Brother Feng that day and thrown a pebble, Brother Feng might not have been able to react in time. But even the power of eighty-one strikes increases geometrically. One can imagine how monstrous it would be by the end... Thinking this, Wang Feng swam ten laps in the small lake, then walked onto the shore. "Alright Little San, no need to hammer for now, I'll demonstrate the technique I just mentioned to you again, pay attention to my body posture..." Tang San couldn't help but feel curious, "But blacksmithing isn't that simple, in the village, only Dad has the furnace and bellows here; relying solely on simple hammering won't be of any use..." "Hehe, you'll know when the time comes." Furthermore, without any leads, comprehending a mysterious humanoid spirit was somewhat unrealistic. Borrowing force to exert force, one strike stronger than the next... But as physical fitness increases, it becomes difficult to reach the body's limit again. Can't I, Wang Feng, do it? Why must I learn his Luan Pifeng Hammer Technique? Besides, it wasn't even an ordinary spirit beast! "Brother Feng still wants to fight that Grandmaster Su Yuntao, and it's only three months away, I really don't know what he's thinking." Wang Feng accidentally used the full power of the first form of the Golden Lotus for the first time, far exceeding Wang Feng's own imagination! "Brother Feng should be wanting to train himself... However, something this heavy, wearing it on the body, isn't easy to train with. And he doesn't know how to blacksmith either." The branch snapped into two! Tang Hao took out a few pieces of raw iron, "You brat, what are you doing with these?" Seeing this, Tang San was stunned again, thinking to himself, Brother Feng is really something, how can he blacksmith like this? Wang Feng asked, "It's best to have a few more pieces." In other words, this was just an ability inherent to the Golden Lotus itself. "Need to strengthen my power..." With Tang Hao's strength as a Titled Douluo, it seems he could only swing ninety-nine eighty-one strikes? Anyway, Wang Feng couldn't remember clearly. Some were ground traps, some were stones flying head-on, and there were obstacles made from various farm tools and sharp weapons. But Wang Feng moved through them as if strolling, unscathed. Like a damn perpetual motion machine, theoretically, one could infinitely strike harder and harder! It's just that the further you go, the greater the consumption, and the more terrifying the power exerted! That is the true spirit skill! "A spirit ring might still take some time, after all, hunting spirit beasts isn't simple." He had read the original work, so he naturally knew. After refining fifty catties of raw iron, how could there be more than twenty or thirty left? The ground shook slightly. Who knew that Grandpa Jack would tell him that Brother Feng wasn't home, but was out running wild, returning every day at dark with a silly grin. Clang!! The stamina is amazing. I don't know how many strikes Little Feng hammered back then. Old Jack had probably already finished talking with Tang Hao. Only after Little San awakened his second Clear Sky Hammer spirit did Tang Hao barely teach this secret technique to Tang San. Let alone himself. Tang Hao was startled, "This Su Yuntao, from what you said, isn't he a level 26 battle spirit master? A six-year-old kid wants to fight a battle spirit master?" Not long after he left. Several days later. But others, such as speed, strength, agility, etc., were roughly more than twice that of an adult man. Making it into protective gear and wearing it on the body for training would consume much more energy. Hidden weapons require being in the shadows to maximize their power; fighting openly would make their power much weaker. Sometimes he would work for half a day without feeling very tired. "Sure enough, it's very strong..." Suddenly. Tang Hao glanced at Wang Feng. The technique of borrowing force to exert force had long been common knowledge in China. Even the special forces soldiers from his previous life would likely be covered in wounds if they entered this obstacle course and ran to the end! Tang San thought to himself, if he could forge his hidden weapons, he might have a chance to trade blows with Su Yuntao. Wang Feng swam in the water as flexibly as a merman, his mind constantly pondering. Only his own son would be taught. Wang Feng walked to a small lake, took off his top, and with a leap like a dragon jumping over a gate, he dove in. Wang Feng felt the mysterious Green Lotus spirit within his body. If Wang Feng were here, his jaw would probably drop in shock! This little bird chirped excitedly, its wings swinging with all its might toward a branch the size of a thumb. If he reached a higher realm later, the second, third, fourth forms, etc., who knows what kind of abilities there would be? He began his normal training. "Good." However, thinking of this blacksmithing hammer technique that borrows force to exert force, Tang San felt incredibly excited. Then Wang Feng began to carry a shaved tree trunk, a full four or five meters long, and started various training exercises. Clang! Wang Feng didn't look at the bird again, just thinking, "I don't have a spirit ring yet, if I have one, the first form of the Golden Lotus should derive other abilities." Anyway, Wang Feng tried every training method he could think of from his previous life. I'm a transmigrator after all, my vision and knowledge have been transformed by the Meteor Tear, why can't I be self-taught? Thinking this, Tang San focused his gaze... At this look, he was stunned! Tang San was taken aback, not knowing why his father would be interested in this. Tang San said with a smile again. Very terrifying! The first form of the Golden Lotus had no lethality, meaning that in his early stages before level twenty, before the second form appeared, he might only be able to rely on hand-to-hand combat? It was slightly stronger than the special forces soldiers of his previous life. That's why he could crush Little San. So, after Tang San finished his daily training tasks, he went directly to the village chief's house to find Brother Feng. The transformation brought by the Meteor Tear was strongest in defense and stamina. "Could it be that Brother Feng is in that small woods?" She had already gained intelligence! Tang San wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the hammer, and muttered: After walking a distance. Listen carefully... Wang Feng couldn't imagine it. This was no longer an ordinary bird! Over the past month, Wang Feng had set up nearly ten types of traps in this small woods for training! And on the Douluo Continent, to hunt spirit beasts, this bit of strength was not enough. "Oh?" Tang Hao on the side glanced at his son, thinking to himself, Little Feng really doesn't know how to blacksmith. "Big raw iron, how big do you want?" The most powerful aspect of this hammer technique is borrowing force to exert force, using a full-strength strike, the rebound force from the strike, changing posture, and exerting this rebound force again, making the power of each strike gradually increase. But compared to those truly top-tier soldiers, there was still a clear gap. This ordinary little bird had actually evolved into a true spirit beast! When he arrived at Tang Hao's blacksmith shop, he could still see Tang San hammering raw iron. "Go find three and see... He's been coming to buy raw iron these past few days, is he blacksmithing himself?" Tang San watched Wang Feng leave and couldn't help but ask curiously. "Yes." The Luan Pifeng Hammer, even without Tang Hao saying it. Clang!!! After Tang Hao learned that his son also possessed the Clear Sky Hammer, he taught the basics of the Luan Pifeng Hammer Technique to Tang San. "Yeah, so I think it's a bit incredible..." Honestly, it's a bit unscientific. Circling the small woods, it was laid out in a curved route. "The way Dad teaches blacksmithing is so magical. I can only swing eight times in a row, that's my limit... I don't know what Brother Feng is doing these days." Thinking of this, Wang Feng's body shook. Finding the direction, Wang Feng swung the tree trunk and jumped up excitedly. And stamina, so strong it made Wang Feng's scalp tingle. Not long after, he saw a familiar figure, sweating profusely, swinging a hammer, striking the fixed raw iron. It was... a spirit beast! Frog jumps, push-ups, lifting as dumbbells, weight-bearing running, swinging in the lake, and the essential squats! "About fifty catties?" The reaction trained by this was exactly the key to being able to catch Little San's pebble earlier. It was mainly physical strength, too strong. "The power of the first form of the Golden Lotus should not stop here." "Wait a moment, Uncle Hao, do you have any of that larger raw iron here?" But he is much more powerful than you... Wang Feng knew that his current physical fitness and defense were very strong. Ordinary small knives might not be able to hurt him. However, on Wang Feng, it was fixed tightly. Turns out, Tang Hao could create this hammer technique. Just by using a hammer, he could strike a small piece of iron essence into raw iron with a full-strength blow. Wang Feng wanted to use these raw irons to forge refined weight-bearing gear for himself. Wang Feng picked up four pieces of raw iron weighing about two hundred catties, swung his hammer, and ran off like a gust of wind. "But, I can try it myself?" Wang Feng's eyes lit up. First, he ran ten laps around the small woods, then jumped onto the branches to practice agility, from one point to another, without breaking a single branch. The familiar sound of blacksmithing rang out, Tang San was stunned, then slowly walked toward the source of the sound... Even though the branches were very thin, it could cut them into two with just its wings... He walked toward the small lake in the distance, wanting to take a cold shower to calm his burning heart before continuing his training! Swish, a flash of light! It might also be because of the direction of his training. It's not just about recovery and healing, but also granting the ability to cultivate, as well as enlightening intelligence! Wang Feng pondered, "Need to strengthen the weight-bearing. It's best to bind it to the whole body... Long-term weight-bearing training... don't take it off when eating, drinking, or sleeping." Then there was the obstacle course in the woods! Just the first form of the Golden Lotus had such terrifying recovery ability! Wang Feng glanced at Tang San and roughly knew that Tang San should have learned it. Then he went to Tang Hao's blacksmith shop and borrowed a hammer. Tang Hao said it casually. If I were a salted fish, it would be nothing. But I have a golden finger, why can't I try? "Interesting. When the time comes, tell me about it, I want to go see." Tang San's heart moved, and he walked toward the small woods outside the village.